Looking at the bald donkey before him, he said, "So you are Shakyamuni? You certainly have some presence. But with only the three of us here, what do you think you can do to us?"
Disdain flickered in Fuxi's eyes.
Precisely because they were few but powerful, they had no fear of being surrounded by these fellows.
What did he fear? He feared these fellows ambushing the Human Race before a covenant under the Heavenly Dao was established. That would mean real losses for the Human Race.
The Human Race could not reveal its trump cards yet. In other words, keeping a low profile was best.
Shakyamuni fell silent. He truly did not dare do anything to Fuxi.
With anyone else, he might have had no reservations. But against Fuxi, he really did have the will but not the power.
Why? This was the Demon Emperor's elder brother-in-law, a man with truly top-tier connections.
Anyone who dared lay a hand on him would simply be courting death.
As for dealing with Shennong and Xuanyuan, that was even less necessary. If he did not dare touch the Human Sovereign himself, would attacking his subordinates not merely enrage him?
There was absolutely no need.
Shakyamuni forced a laugh. "As expected of Lord Fuxi. You truly fear nothing."
"Since you are here, there is something we must discuss. When two nations wage war, their envoys are not slain. Why did you attack our alliance's envoys? For killing our alliance's envoys, the Human Race owes us an explanation!"
Fuxi looked at him as though he were an idiot. "What explanation do you want? I have no desire to argue with you over these envoys. Since they died, that means they deserved to die."
Shakyamuni's chest heaved with anger. "How dare you insult me like